"I shook my head."Anyway, we would sign up out there on your list, but we wanted to know whether it should be two or three per office hour." She smile...."I'll let you know on Monday," I said, completely flummoxed. "I've got to think about this." You're not queer or anything, are you," Pam asked, looking worried."Uh uh," I said, "but there are laws and rules and things." OK," the girl said standing and unbuttoning her pants. She started skinning them off. "You let me know Monday, and I'll pass. Weapons rang and sparks cracked as I rushed to my robes. I fell to my knees and dug through the piled linen, searching for my pouch hanging from my robe’s belt. The pouch clattered. My hands fumbled to unbury it from the cloth.“Come on,” I hissed in frustration as somehow, my pouch had ended up in the robe’s sleeve and lay tangled. “Slata’s hairy cunt!”I pulled out my pouch in triumph. I opened it up. Glass clinked together. I pulled out a healing potion for Chaun, who seemed to be singing to. “Sharam karo uss choti si bachi ne khushi sey le liya tha pura ka poora donon taraf se.” I teased her boobs and nipples.“She is a real bitch, uss ko hi showk that tum se chudwane ka, mujhe bhi phhansa diya,” she smiled and stroked my dick. In the mean time mom announced that dinner was ready so everyone on dinning table please and we all settled to have dinner. Dinner session was quiet and no one said anything. After dinner we had tea there and then were ready to go in our bedrooms. I was off. The conversation turned to outfits and the men were split in their preferences. One liked the micro skirt because it left little to the imagination and advertised the fact that she was available; one liked tight trousers because they showed the girls shape and outline so he knew what he was going to get but two liked the longer split skirt because it gave glimpses of bare thigh so said there was something on offer but kept some mystery of just what.After a while they went back to the floor when.